The Last Job [COMPLETED]

the person behind the mask

WARNING: SWEARING,SLURS,BULLYING! IF YOU FEEL DISTURBED BY ANY OF IT OR YOU'RE UNDERAGE, I ADVICE YOU TO LEAVE⛔
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Ben and Luis kept following the police and the guy secretly hoping for them to not notice.

"You take the police and I take care of the guy. We meet again at the feral park." Ben whispered.

Luis nodded before making his way to the police.

Ben pov
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I've made my way to the guy and without someone notice it I pushed him against the wall holding a gun against his head.

"Who are you and what do you know about last week." I asked him in a serious tone.

The guy seemed to be scared but no wonder. Everyone would be.

"W-whats going on?" The guy asked while stuttering.

"Answer my fucking question!" I yelled lightly at the guy.

"I'm Michael. M-Michael Henderson. And I work in the bank as the key keeper." The guy said.

(Michael Henderson. Of course. The guy who treats everyone as their slave.)
I thought as I kept staring into his eyes.

"Who else knows about last week?"
I asked while holding him down.

"W-what?" He asked while stuttering into my face.

"You know what I'm talking about! Don't pretend like you don't know!"
I yelled at the guy angrily.

"I d-don't know sir what are you talking about" Michael responded.

(How is that possible? He pretends like he doesn't know anything about the incident. It doesn't make any sense unless-) my thoughts got cut off when I saw something on Michael Henderson's cheek.

I grabbed it and started to peel it off revealing it was just a realistic mask and behind it is actually an innocent men. I got shocked seeing him being scared.

(How is that possible?! No one else knew about the plan! Unless there is a.. snitch among us! Of course! I must let the Master know as soon as possible. But then that means the police is-)

I breathed heavily while many things were going around my mind. I looked at Michael for the last time before I shot him right in the forehead.

(Sorry Michael Henderson but we can't keep alive victims.)

I shot him again to make sure he was dead then putted my gun away and ran away to find Luis and let him know about the danger.

I just kept running thinking the worst and about the actual snitch who pretended to be a police officer.

Suddenly I saw someone laying on the floor. As I got closer I was shocked because it was no other than

"Luis?!" I yelled while holding his head. He got shot like 5 times and I could feel that it was all without regrets.

Suddenly tears started to fell on my cheek which surprised me. Why would I cry over someone who I just met? It doesn't make any sense. Why does he need to die so early??! Why Would he do that?! It's just a innocent kid!

I called the 911 and asked for help while I was a crying mess.

"H-Hold on Luis! I will save you! Remember that you can't die until we finish our work! YOU CAN'T DIE YET!." I yelled at him while crying.

30 mins later the ambulance came and brought him away.

I was just sitting on the floor holding my head and crying while it started to rain. I was crying for a good 5 min then I notice a note left where Luis layed.

Anger started to boil on my body as I grabbed the note.

"YOU WILL DIE! YOU HEARD ME?! YOU WILL FUCKING DIE BY MY OWN HANDS!" I screamed into the nothing while crying

1 year Later
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I visited Luis in the hospital like everyday. I sort of took care of him every single time. The doctors said he is in Coma and others adviced me to give up on him because there is no chance for him to survive that 5 bullet. I didn't listened to anyone. I knew there was still hope.

What surprised me even more 8s in the past months I never saw his parents. Could it be that they died? I'm not sure but I promised myself to take care of him until someone else takes my place.

There is no news about that bastard. But it surprises me that he didn't told the police yet.

I looked at the sleeping Luis and whispered.

"Hang in there bro. You can fight it."

To be continued.
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